November 8, 2008
Yesterday, after PK and I got back home from storytime at the library, I fed her a bottle. She was really squirmy during the feed, and I soon realized why. She was working on what the hubby refers to as her daily project (i.e. her poop). A few grunts later, and her butt, which was resting on my left leg, vibrated. The poop had finally started coming out. I decided to wait a bit longer before changing her, to make sure that she was finished pooing. After all, I didn't want any projectile pooh headed my way. A few minutes later, I noticed that my left leg felt a bit damp. I lifted her off of my leg, and sure enough, there was a big damp spot on my leg, and a matching one on her back. I had been pooed on. I guess it was only a matter of time.